loveisforthebrokenhearted

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oh, just got back from disney, and what do we have? 
a new boy craze. yaaay. im not hating on him, but 
why does he suddenly get like 10 top quotes, just
for being hot (and he is) and a guy, basically, while
we work hard and getting excited over like three 
favorites. well whatever, thanks for reading. byee.

Please read, it's so amazing. 


I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back.

The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.

The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'

Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''

The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''

Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.

The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.

Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.

'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas.

She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.'

I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.

But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now.

I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.'

His eyes were so sad while saying this. 'My Sister has gone to be with God.

Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''

My heart nearly stopped.

The little boy looked up at me and said: 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet.

I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.'

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing.

DRUNK DRIVING

He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.'

'I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.'

Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.

I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check
Again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''

'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.'

I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it.

There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.

The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!'

Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll,

so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''

'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much.

But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''

'My mommy loves white roses.'

A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.

I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.

I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago,

which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.

The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state.

The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.

Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.

I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.

I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever.

The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine.

And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.


Now you have two choices ; 
1) Repost this message.
2) Or Pretend It Never Tocuhed Your Heart.

FAN ART<3 
request it up

?

keep wishing on 11:11, I

bet it'll come true. but give

him a chance, because he's   
wishing  for  you

SO, i was on the phone with my friend. 
and i was sitting on my bed, being all 
casual and such. then my mom shouts 
up, STOP JUMPING OR DOING WHAT
EVER YOU'RE DOING. and I'm like uh
kay mom, I'll stop... breathing...?    
<3 



getting your best friend back
it's the best feeling ever. 
she already knows your
secrets and you trust 
her completely she
knows who you like
well, love and you
can be yourself 
around her. it's like
im always happy now.
<3



 

I need some help here guys. 

50 favorites and i walk up to my best guy friend, who I'm in love with (he knows, everyone knows.) and say this:


screw your thoughts, the fact you like her and the fact I have no idea who I am half the time. when I'm with you, I feel safe. I know who I am, and that's who I want to be. when you liked her, all you wanted was a chance remember so don't you think I should get one now? 
 


i suffer from  g i r l n e x t d o o r i t i s where the guy is friends with you and that's it.
-Taylor Swift
 I loved you. 
i really did, or at least i almost did. but now, i just can't be with you. you didn't do anything wrong. it's not you, it's me. and im not just saying that. for a brief moment in time, we had something. and i know you love me. you might still, even though i told you there wasn't going to be anything happening. im sorry that i made you maf. im sorry that i broke your heart. im sorry i dated you when i loved him, and im sorry that i still love him. i wish i could love you. your so sweet and nice and you do so much. your perfect. you play sports, you sing, you want to be with me more than anything. but im sorry, because he is to me what i am to you. so please don't hate me. please remember me when your in my situation, if you ever are. you have tons of love to give. but this isn't the time for us. maybe someday it wil be. but for now, just know eric i truly loved you at some point.  but i think i loved the idea of you. of having someone who loves me after i had gotten my heart broken. so goodbye, since i bet you're never talking to me again. but honestly,
i don't blame you, i wouldn't talk to me either.